Spoil you in my arms

"That's right, it's almost rose season. A wedding at the Rose Garden during that time would be especially beautiful. Qi Yan would definitely accept this romantic suggestion of mine.",Some people here still refuse to believe that the two are together.,“Hmm.” Luo Xin leaned against Huo Yanchen’s shoulder, holding a warm cup in her arms. “This trip was delayed for a long time. I specially chose a season when the Northern Lights erupted in Iceland to come here, wanting to watch them with you. Who knew the weather wouldn't cooperate.”。